(thanx Xian!)

1. "Etymon Edamame"

Blog this saracen bowling
in the rancid jungle.
Its contrails, *plagal-boring,
disrupt the raptors' juggle
and our seas boiling.

What fates we *lease of this, charm
like astrolabia parting.
Some will come to harm;
some, content with just hurting
on the bladed barm.

2. "Barsoom Wedding"

A silurian gray dream
softens, realm of breccia,
rain-*obnoxious; failure is
the only option
considered in this wonky biz.

Ice-*fiduciary, creep
you *haggard turncoat.
Chemystery you tried to treat
with icky chromecoat
and now a fyrd's sweep.

3. "The Gun in the First Act"

Weird catenary footstep,
suggilation by furphy.
Flarf burns in my *fee
roll, eke my geason catnip;
it's Barsoom wedding.

One is futilous Ixtab,
the other pancake
with explicating Duck Stab;
futurist tinplate
gruntles the Barsoom wedding.

I do the insects' bidding.


(Note: i have marked "etymonarchical" usage with an asterisk.)


"On his worldwide money-raising tours, he would often thrill young would-be jihadists with miracle tales of angels seen riding into battle on horseback, bombs intercepted by birds that formed canopies to protect Muslim warriors and individual soldiers who with divine assistance defeated entire Soviet battalions." (via ALDaily)


"The poems, which will be sold as one lot and include 15 originals not held by the National Library of Scotland, have been given a guide price of £4,500-£6,500, similar to a collection of Harry Potter first editions signed by J.K. Rowling and considerably more than rare early editions of Ian Fleming’s James Bond novels, which are also being auctioned." (via Poetry Hut)


A practical response.